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very happy。” 

    “That is a good fortune;” said I。 “But; why is it to be mine?” 

    “My   dear;”   she   returned;   “there’s   suitability   in   it—you   are   so 

busy;     and   so  neat;   and    so  peculiarly     situated   altogether;     that 

there’s suitability in it; and it will come to pass。   And   nobody; my 

love; will congratulate you more sincerely on such a marriage than 

I shall。” 

    It  was   curious   that  this   should make   me   uncomfortable;   but   I 

think it did。 I know it did。 It made me for some part of that night 

quite uncomfortable。 I was so ashamed of my folly; that I did not 

like    to   confess    it  even     to  Ada;    and     that   made     me    more 

uncomfortable still。 I would have given anything not to have been 

so    much    in   the  bright    old   lady’s   confidence;     if  I  could   have 

possibly declined it。 It gave me the most  inconsistent  opinions   of 

her。   At   one   time   I   thought   she   was   a   storyteller;   and   at   another 

time that she was the pink of truth。 Now; I suspected that she was 

very cunning; next moment; I believed her honest Welsh heart to 

be perfectly innocent and simple。 And; after all; what did it matter 



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to me; and why did it matter to me? Why could not I; going up to 

bed   with   my   basket   of   keys;   stop   to   sit   down   by   her   fire;  and 

accommodate myself for a little while to her; at least as well as to 

anybody   else;   and   not   trouble   myself   about   the   harmless   things 

she said to me? Impelled towards her; as I certainly was; for I was 

very   anxious   that   she   should   like   me;   and   was   very   glad   indeed 

that   she   did;   why   should   I   harp   afterwards;   with   actual   distress 

and pain; on every word she said; and weigh it over and over again 

in twenty scales? Why was it so worrying to me to have her in our 

house;   and   confidential   to  me   every  night;   when   I   yet  felt   that   it 

was   better   and   safer;     somehow;      that   she   should    be   there   than 

anywhere else? These were perplexities and contradictions that I 

could not account for。 At least; if  I   could—but  I   shall come   to  all 

that by…and…bye; and it is a mere idleness to go on about it now。 

    So;   when   Mrs   Woodcourt   went   away;   I   was   sorry   to   lose   her; 

but   was   relieved   too。   And   then   Caddy   Jellyby   came   down;   and 

Caddy   brought   such   a   packet   of   domestic   news;   that   it   gave   us 

abundant occupation。 

    First; Caddy declared (and would at first declare nothing  else) 

that I was the best adviser that ever was known。 This; my pet said; 

was no news at all; and this; I said; of course; was nonsense。 Then 

Caddy told us that  she   was   going  to be   married   in a   month;   and 

that if Ada and I would be her bridesmaids; she was the happiest 

girl in the world。 To be sure; this was news indeed; and I thought 

we never should have done talking about it; we had so much to say 

to Caddy; and Caddy had to much to say to us。 

    It  seemed      that   Caddy’s     unfortunate      papa    had    got   over   his 

bankruptcy—“gone            through      the   Gazette;”     was    the   expression 

Caddy used; as if it were a tunnel;—with the general clemency and 



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commiseration   of   his   creditors;   and   had   got   rid   of   his   affairs   in 

some blessed manner; without succeeding in understanding them; 

and had given up everything  he  possessed   (which  was not  worth 

much I should think; to judge from the state of the furniture); and 

had satisfied every one concerned that he could do no more; poor 

man。   So;   he   had   been   honourably   dismissed   to   “the   office;”        to 

begin   the   world   again。   What   he   did   at   the   office;   I   never   knew: 

Caddy said he was a “Custom…House and General Agent;” and the 

only thing I   ever  understood   about  that  business  was;  that  when 

he wanted money  more   than   usual   he   went  to  the   Docks  to  look 

for it; and hardly ever found it。 

   As   soon   as   her   papa   had   tranquillised   his   mind   by   becoming 

this shorn lamb; and they had removed to a furnished lodging in 

Hatton   Garden   (where   I   found   the   children;   when   I   afterwards 

went there; cutting the horsehair out of the seats of the chairs; and 

choking themselves with it); Caddy had brought about  a  meeting 

between him and old Mr Turveydrop; and poor Mr Jellyby; being 

very     humble      and    meek;     had    deferred     to   Mr    Turveydrop’s 

Deportment        so   submissively;      that   they   had    become     excellent 

friends。 By degrees; old Mr Turveydrop; thus familiarised with the 

idea of his son’s marriage; had worked up his parental feelings to 

the height of contemplating that event as being near at hand; and 

had given his   gracious   consent  to  the   young  couple commencing 

housekeeping        at   the  Academy       in  Newman       Street;    when    they 

would。 

    “And your papa; Caddy。 What did he say?” 

    “O!   poor   Pa;”   said   Caddy;   “only   cried;   and   said   he   hoped   we 

might get on better than he and Ma had got on。 He didn’t say so 

before   Prince;  he   only said   so  to  me。   And   he said;   ‘My  poor  girl; 



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you have not been very well taught how to make a home for your 

husband; but unless you mean with all your heart to strive to do it; 

you   had   better   murder   him   than   marry   him—if   you   really   love 

him。’” 

    “And how did you reassure him; Caddy?” 

    “Why; it was very distressing; you know; to see poor Pa so low; 

and hear him say such terrible things; and I couldn’t help crying 

myself。 But I told him that I did mean it with all my heart; and that 

I hoped our house would be a place for him to come and find some 

comfort in; of an evening; and that I hoped and thought I could be 

a better daughter  to  him   there;   than at  home。   Then   I mentioned 

Peepy’s coming to stay with me; and then Pa began to cry again; 

and said the children were Indians。” 

    “Indians; Caddy?” 

    “Yes;”    said   Caddy。   “Wild    Indians。   And    Pa  said;”—(here      she 

began   to   sob;   poor   girl;  not   at   all  like  the  happiest   girl  in  the 

world)—“that he was sensible the best thing that could happen to 

them was; their being all Tomahawked together。” 

   Ada suggested that it was comfortable to know that Mr Jellyby 

did not mean these destructive sentiments。 

    “No;    of  course    I  know    Pa   wouldn’t     like  his  family    to  be 

weltering in their blood;” said Caddy; “but he means that they are 

very    unfortunate     in  being    Ma’s   children;    and   that  he   is  very 

unfortunate in being Ma’s husband; I am sure that’s true; though 

it seems unnatural to say so。” 

   I   asked   Caddy   if   Mrs   Jellyby   knew   that   her   wedding…day   was 

fixed。 

    “O!    you    know    what     Ma    is;  Esther;”    she   returned。     “It’s 

impossible to say whether she knows it or not。 She has been told it 



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often enough: and when she is told it; she only gives me a placid 

look; as if I was I don’t know what—a steeple in the distance;” said 

Caddy;   with  a   sudden   idea;   “and   then   she   shakes   her   head;   and 

says ‘O Caddy; Caddy; what a teaze you are!’ and goes on with the 

Borrioboola letters。” 

    “And about your wardrobe; Caddy?” said I。 For she was under 

no restraint with us。 

    “Well; my dear Esther;” she returned; drying her eyes; “I must 

do  the   best  I   can;   and   trust   to   my   dear   Prince   never   to   have   an 

unkind      remembrance        of  my   coming   so   shabbily   to   him。   If  the 

question concerned an outfit for Borrioboola; Ma would know all 

about it; and would be quite excited。 Being what it is; she neither 

knows nor cares。” 

    Caddy     was    not   at  all  deficient   in  natural    affection   for   her 

mother;     but   mentioned      this  with   tears;   as  an   undeniable     fact: 

which I am afraid it was。 We were so sorry for the poor dear girl; 

and  found so  much  to admire   in   the   good   disposition   which   had 

survived under such discouragement; that we both at once (I mean 

Ada and I) proposed a little scheme; that made her perfectly joyful。 

This was; her staying with us for three weeks; my staying with her 

for    one;   and    our   all  three    contriving     and   cutting    out;   and 

repairing;   and   sewing;   and   saving;   and   doing   the   very   best   we 

could think of; to make the most of her stock。 My Guardian being 

as pleased with the idea as Caddy was; we took her home next day 

to arrange the matter; and brought her out again in triumph; with 

her boxes; and all the purchases   that  could be   squeezed   out  of  a 

ten…pound       note;   which    Mr   Jellyby    had   found    in   the  Docks     I 

suppose; but which he at all events gave her。 What my Guardian 

would not have given her; if we had encouraged him; it would be 



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difficult to say; but we thought it right to compound for no  more 

than      her    wedding…dress        and     bonnet。     He    agreed      to   this 

compromise;   and   if   Caddy   had   ever   been   happy   in   her   life;   she 

was happy when we sat down to work。 

    She was clumsy enough with her needle; poor girl; and pricked 

her fingers as much as she had been used to ink them。 She could 

not  help   reddening a   little;   now  and  then;   partly  with   the   smart; 

and partly with vexation at being able to do no better: but she soon 

got over that; and began to improve rapidly。 So; day after day; she; 

and my darling; and my little maid Charley; and a milliner ou

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